'had he been that bad?' he wondered. quickly, he sifted through responses. 'c'mon briar, he thought, 'what happened to that liers tounge you had?' [.x.]
"er...it's not important. he's just a bit...enthusiatic. and having hat pulled through you neck by a stranger is slightly unsettling."
[.x.] there. the excuse had been a bit rough around the edges, but it was suitible. all though, the hat-act shouldn't have bothered hime so much; he'd seen lot's of strange tricks before. [.x.]
